Jerusalema Page #3

Treat Nomsa well...

A car is like a woman, remember?

Take me home, taxi man

It is my time to go

Take me home, taxi man

It is my time to go

Take me home, taxi man

It is my time to go

Take me home, taxi man...

I'm going to get some beers...

Don't forget smokes.

Take me home, taxi man

It is my time to go...

Two beers

and cigarettes, please.

Taxi man.

Take us to Alexandra.

I don't have time.

I'll give you one-hundred rand.

Leave me alone.

Inside motherf***er!

Don't f***ing look at me

like that!

You are a driving a taxi

in our territory, man.

I'll blow your skull open and

scatter your brains like popcorn!

Heads we kill you,

tails we beat you!

- I didn't f*** with you.

- You f***ing hear me?

F*** off, man.

Stop the f***ing car.

Let me fix this b*tch!

Stop the f***ing car!

F***ing dog!

Go on, cut through, man.

All right.

Do you live

in this pigsty?

Hey, if you

wanna talk business, talk.

Otherwise, f*** off.

Some guys jacked me.

Huh? The taxi?

It's gone.

How much money do we have?

Not enough for a taxi.

I need you to organise a gang.

A gang?

What are you planning?

Johannesburg.

A city fathered by gold,

mothered by money,

then commandeered

by white men with cruelty and greed.

Al Capone said you can go

a long way with a smile.

You can go much further

with a smile and a gun.

But if I was going to graduate

from this shithole

to my beach house,

it would take a gun

in one hand,

a briefcase in the other

and my best

sh*t-eating grin.

Good morning.

How can I help you?

Morning.

My name is Lucky Kunene.

Anna Marie Van Rensberg.

So...

Mr. Kunene,

what is it that you want?

I want to open a company

and bank account.

I can do that for you.

What assets do you have?

None.

It's a non-profit organization.

You do have money,

don't you?

I have 1,000 rand.

It cost 2,000 rand

to register companies.

for my time.

Okay, I'll do it for you, but you have

to pay me by Monday next week.

Otherwise my boss will kill me.

Thank you.

I'll see you next week.

- Do you have a name?

- Yes, Lucky Kunene.

No, Mr. Kunene.

For the company, I mean.

The Hillbrow People's

Housing Trust.

Nazareth.

Why didn't you visit me in jail?

Nobody goes to jail unless they have to.

Anyway, a man must face his own music.

Now you want my help?

Hey, Lucky,

My little brother here tells me

your life's been good.

Where are my manners?

This is Comrade Vusi,

Comrade Themba.

I gave these boys a free education...

The Hillbrow People's Housing Trust...

Will hold a meeting on Saturday...

Meeting Saturday morning.

Hello sir.

I'm Lucky Kunene...

From the Hillbrow

People's Housing Trust.

We are arranging a meeting.

- What's it all about?

- It's in your best interest.

My name is Lucky Kunene.

And I represent

the Hillbrow People's Housing Trust.

Now I know you're all wondering

why we called this meeting.

You see, I, like you

am a resident

of Dunvista Mansions.

And I'm sure you're all aware

of the appalling

living conditions.

The building has been

allowed to decay

while the rent has gone up.

Yeah.

Not anymore.

Starting tomorrow

things will change.

From now on

your rent will be paid directly

into the trust.

The housing trust will

in turn

negotiate with the landlord

and make any and all repairs

deemed necessary.

Yeah!

With immediate effect,

your rent

will be cut in half...

Until the situation...

...can be reevaluated.

In the meantime,

it is our intention

to get rid of drugs,

prostitutes

and all other

unsavory elements.

Hey, a**hole,

go f*** yourself.

We can't have

different forces pulling

in all different directions.

The only way we can win

is if we work together.

Anyone with me

raise your hands.

What are you doing?

The junkies were out.

Out out out!

The drug dealers were out.

The hookers were out.

Anyone who didn't pay rent

was out.

Anyone give any sh*t...

...was out.

This is the New South Africa.

Everybody pays their way.

F*** off.

I'm busy.

Just one dance.

One dance.

Come on, Nomsa,

you're drunk.

I don't get it.

Why didn't your lawyer appeal

for clemency? You had grounds.

The state lawyer advised me

to plead guilty.

If it was me,

I was going to sue for wrongful

imprisonment and damages.

After all, you're a hero

of the struggle.

Who's that?

Lucas Sithole.

He's the lawyer I retained

to represent us.

Do you think he's honest?

Not a chance.

Hey, Lucas.

I'm sorry. A second.

This is Zakes Mbolelo,

my partner.

So you grew up with Nazareth, eh?

You must be proud of him

for the sacrifice he made

for this country.

Listen boy...

I don't need any gratitude.

Good, 'cause you're not

going to get any.

I fought for freedom

so they can go to school.

You went into exile when things

were tough.

You were in jail when we

started our business.

That's the price of freedom.

I thought that was the price

you paid for improper...

Who's doing

the f***ing dirty jobs around here?

Hey hey hey, gents.

Hey man, let's get some more beers here.

More beers for everyone.

That's the last of it.

We are broke now.

Enjoy, gents.

Yeah, this is how

the other half live.

This other man's grass

is definitely greener.

Yeah, because he's got

more sh*t on it.

Hello.

Yes, this is Mr. Kunene

and Mr. Mbolelo.

We are here for Mr. Santos Ribeiro.

Master, there are men

to see you at the gate.

I won't let them in.

I'm Lucky Kunene.

This is my associate Zakes Mbolelo.

What do you want?

We represent the Hillbrow

People's Housing Trust.

I don't give money to hawkers.

We are not hawkers,

Mr. Santos Ribeiro.

And we are certainly not looking

for charity.

How do you know my name?

We are here to discuss

Dunvista Mansions.

Dunvista Mansions?

What do I have to discuss

with you?

If you'd actually bother

to visit the building,

I think you'd be aware

of the appalling condition it's in.

Why don't you mind

your own business?

It is my business.

I'm putting all of you slum landlords...

Don't "slum landlord" me.

That building was in perfect condition

till there were 20 people

- living in a single flat.

- You mean 20 black people.

Don't pull that race sh*t.

I never said black people.

I want to know

what you're up to.

We, the Hillbrow People's

Housing Trust,

are collecting rent

and holding it in trust

until this matter is resolved

to our satisfaction.

Take my card.

When you've decided

you're willing to talk, call.

What if he goes to the police?

Lucky, this is purely

a civil matter.

There's no such thing

as theft of fixed assets.

The police can't do nothing

about it

unless the owner gets

a court order.

And that will take him

around a year or even more.

And all the time

we are collecting rent.

Hallelujah, my brother.

With his income stream dried up

and no money to pay rates

and utilities,

as expected, Mr. Santos Ribeiro

phoned to negotiate.

My approach was simple.

String him along.

They're not coming.

We leave him

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